Anastasia POV
The party is halfway done, dinner has been served and a few more glasses of champagne and I won't be walking out of here on my own.
I drop my last glass of champagne, my eyes moving around the crowd, trying to find Dante.
"Looking for someone?" a deep voice calls from my side.
I turn to him, "Dante, where have you been? I have been searching for you everywhere?" I say my words coming out in slurs
"How much did you drink?" he raises a brow at me instead, his eyes moving around but fortunately everyone is sat around the bar and in the middle of the room slow dancing to the live band playing.
"Not enough I guess" I roll my eyes trying to grab another glass but he grabs my hand softly pulling it down.
"You shouldn't do that Anastasia," he says his voice deep and stern
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